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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344997" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Meddlesome Matty</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One ugly trick has often spoil'd<br>The sweetest and the best; <br>Matilda, though a pleasant child, <br>One ugly trick possess'd, <br>Which, like a cloud before the skies, <br>Hid all her better qualities. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes she'd lift the tea-pot lid, <br>To peep at what was in it, <br>Or tilt the kettle, if you did <br>But turn your back a minute. <br>In vain you told her not to touch,<br>Her trick of meddling grew so much. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her grandmamma went out one day,<br>And by mistake she laid<br>Her spectacles and snuff-box gay<br>Too near the little maid; <br>&quot;Ah! well,&quot; thought she, &quot;I'll try them on, <br>As soon as grandmamma is gone. &quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forthwith she placed upon her nose<br>The glasses large and wide; <br>And looking round, as I suppose, <br>The snuff-box too she spied: <br>&quot;Oh! what a pretty box is that; <br>I'll open it,&quot; said little Matt. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;I know that grandmamma would say,<br>'Don't meddle with it, dear;'<br>But then, she's far enough away, <br>And no one else is near: <br>Besides, what can there be amiss<br>In opening such a box as this? &quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So thumb and finger went to work <br>To move the stubborn lid,<br>And presently a mighty jerk<br>The mighty mischief did; <br>For all at once, ah! woful case, <br>The snuff came puffing in her face. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor eyes, and nose, and mouth, beside<br>A dismal sight presented; <br>In vain, as bitterly she cried, <br>Her folly she repented. <br>In vain she ran about for ease; <br>She could do nothing now but sneeze. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She dash'd the spectacles away, <br>To wipe her tingling eyes, <br>And as in twenty bits they lay, <br>Her grandmamma she spies. <br>&quot;Heyday! and what's the matter now?&quot;<br>Says grandmamma, with lifted brow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Matilda, smarting with the pain, <br>And tingling still, and sore,<br>Made many a promise to refrain<br>From meddling evermore. <br>And 'tis a fact, as I have heard, <br>She ever since has kept her word.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ann+Taylor">Ann Taylor</a><div class=q>
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The sweetest and the best; 
Matilda, though a pleasant child, 
One ugly trick possess'd, 
Which, like a cloud before the skies, 
Hid all her better qualities. 

Sometimes she'd lift the tea-pot lid, 
To peep at wha..."></div>
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